I Deliver Food and Become the Empress's Husband

On the surface, I am a second-generation private chef who sells wild game all day long. But you big guys, can you be more low-key when it comes to cooking? Believe it or not, I won't entertain you. Steve Jobs, who had a tumor, always came and often jumped in line. Iron Man's boss also comes to eat from time to time. They are all sick... Secretly, I am a lord in another world. This land was obtained by selling my body as a registration fee. What? Why is my system a villain system? Na*, this kind of person is worthy of being the protagonist? Still want to step on me and get the upper hand? Dream! Don't they just want to tax me? Don't worry, I will go back to the modern world and buy a tractor. Famine? Don't be afraid, Empress, you can tell me how much food is needed, it will be enough. Businessmen unite to short me? Naive, there is another world behind me. What? **Invasion? I'll drive out the King Tiger tank that I just bought and repaired at my pawn shop and weigh it with you. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.